Returning to the hall from his confinement room, Mr. Harris poured Alan a cup of Colton with great interest, and drank it himself cup after cup, and nothing made parents happier than their children's success.

Mr. Harris talked about all sorts of interesting things he had seen or heard at the Ministry of Magic, the peculiarities of the lives of magical creatures, the battles of the Aurors, and so on.

The eyes of the ladies present were all on him, and Hermione said in a slow voice, "These things you said could make a fascinating set of articles. ”

Alan leaned forward, put his hands in fists under his chin, and said to Mr. Harris and Albert and Lunn: "The Dark Lord is about to rise, Karkaroff is scared, he wants to escape." ”

Alan told his father and brother what he knew about Karkaroff by overhearing Snape's conversation with Karkaroff.

"When Karkaroff saw you flying out of the lake, it was as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he jumped up from his chair, his face was so white that he turned around and tried to run, but was stopped by Dumbledore. Mr. Harris couldn't help but laugh out loud when he thought of Karkaroff's look of hell.

"Grindelwald used to study at Durmstrang. Mr. Harris rubbed his palms, "But Karkaroff is a man, maybe we can control it." For the time being, Lenn can bring a few people over in the name of the Anglo-German Ministry of Magic, and in return for protecting him, I think Durmstrang should at least vacate a few teaching positions for our family's newly recruited elite. ”

Mr. Harris looked at Allen and smiled widely: "Speaking of these elites, after watching your game, these young elites under my command who have not lost the pride of the pure-blood family after many years of oppression are very convinced of you, and if you have a task to give them in the future, you should get the greatest support." ”

Alan nodded, and looked at Albert, who was fiddling with an empty wine bottle on the side: "Albert, Penelope needs to be transferred out of the front-line battle, let her work as a civilian in the Auror office for a while." ”

Albert nodded, but looked at Alan with undisguised doubt.

"She's not in the right mood lately, and staying away from those fights has soothed her emotions. At the same time, she can also have more time in the tower to train her less combat-savvy family members like Daisy and Hermione, so that their wands can grow quickly. ”

Penelope leaned back on the couch, her wand turning nimbly in her palm, and her wand flew out of her palm and was quickly pulled back into her hand by the chain.

She glanced up at Allen, and didn't object.

"Alright, it's not too early, let's all go back and rest. Mr. Harris suggested as he looked at the magic clock hanging on the wall.

"There's still a little business to be taken care of in the ministry, Penelope, you come with me, and by the way, I'll also issue your transfer letter. "Albert is a very strong person, and he likes to deliver his work immediately and does not like to delay.

Penelope politely said goodbye to Mr. Harris and the others, but her big charming eyes never dared to meet Alan's eyes, and Albert disappeared from the tower in an instant.

Alan also stood up and said goodbye to the family, and when he passed Aunt Josephine, Alan hugged Josephine, "Aunt Josephine, if you have any magical creatures in the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control in your ministry, remember to collect materials such as the blood and body tissues of these dangerous creatures." ”

Leaving the tower, Eren took the form of a phoenix, and through the perceptual imprint, he found Luna first, and teleported back to the common room in Ravenclaw with her.

After saying goodbye to Luna, he positioned Hermione again, and Hermione's apparition from the tower shifted to the edge of the school, skirting the Black Lake, holding the back of her uniform cloak in both hands, and running towards Hogwarts, apparently not wanting to miss the curfew.

Ellen, who teleported to Hermione's side, startled Hermione, and Hermione angrily turned her body away and turned her back to Ellen.

Alan smiled, didn't care, stayed by Hermione's side, and walked towards the castle with Hermione, who had slowed down.

"Hermione, you should also remember to promote a few wizards as your assistants in the cram school, don't put your mind too much into the training camp, your current priority is to make your wand grow. Alan turned his head and gently admonished Hermione, who was sitting on a low, round leather stool.

"However, I'm worried that other people may not be enough to convince the public, and it will not be good for the camp to be chaotic. Hermione hesitated, "I can do both." ”

Alan pinched Hermione's cheek: "Although the camp is indeed important to me and the Harris family, it is nothing compared to you. ”

After the game, the weather became colder and colder day by day, and although the weather became clearer, every time I came to the field outside the castle, the cold wind still blew the hands and faces of the little wizards.

The owls could not deliver the letter in time because the wind always blew them off target. The owl showed up at breakfast time on Friday, half of its feathers blown away by the wind.

When Alan took off the newspapers and magazines such as "Daily Prophet" and "Singing Contrarian" from their laps and fed them some water, the owls pecked Allen's fingers gratefully and flew away.

However, it was obviously not a good place to read newspapers at the dinner table, so Alan picked up the magazines and got up to leave.

As he walked down the steps to the foyer, the Slytherins, led by Pansy Parkinson, gathered. They were all looking at something, giggling and laughing happily.

As Ron rushed past Alan with a newspaper in his hand, Pansy's fox face peeked out excitedly from Goyle's fat back, and the Slytherins laughed even more.

"They're coming, they're coming!" she chuckled, and the gathered Slytherins dispersed.

Alan saw her holding a magazine, Wizard Weekly. The event photo on the cover is of a curly-haired witch grinning, baring her full mouth of teeth, and pointing her wand at a large spongy cake.

Alan quickened his pace, he became interested in the newspaper in his hand, and in the library, Alan first opened the Wizarding Weekly.

Effortlessly, Alan found what he was looking for on the front page of the magazine. A color photograph occupies an entire page, with Krum looking intently at Ron's nose, where he is a water beetle on Ron's freckles.

Meanwhile, in the Potions classroom, Ron flipped through the magazine with annoyance: he might be a high-profile boy — but he also experienced the pain of adolescent boys. Rita Skeeter reports. After the World Cup, Krum finally met the love of his life, Ron Weasley, at Hogwarts. Ron Weasley and Harry Potter ate and slept together for three years.

Ron Weasley was a mediocre-looking but ambitious wizard who seemed to have a soft spot for famous wizards, but Harry couldn't satisfy his appetite alone. Ever since he met Victor Klum, the famous Seeker of the Bulgarian team, at the World Cup, Mr. Weasley has been playing with the feelings of the two wizards.

Krum has apparently been smitten by the cunning red-haired Mr. Weasley, and in the second game of the Three Witches Tournament, he not only fights to the rescue, but also considerately grooms Ron Weasley like a wife grooming her husband.

Perhaps Mr. Krum needs to be aware that as a qualified boyfriend, this Ron Weasley may not be a good choice, and Principal Karkaroff should probably check whether Mr. Krum has taken an aphrodisiac by mistake.

Of course, at Hogwarts, aphrodisiacs were banned, and Albus Dumbledore undoubtedly needed to seriously investigate the matter. At the same time, those who have good intentions for Mr. Krum hope that the next time he gives his true affection, he will be sure to pick a more worthy candidate.

Harry, who was sitting on Ron's side, took in the fact that Ron was peeking at the magazine, and at the end of class, Harry quickly passed by Ron's side and stopped Ron for the first time after the Cold War: "You should stay away from Rita Skeeter next time!

"Slut?!The newspaper says I'm boyfriend!!"

"Ron, you idiot, you're not really gay!"